the bartending nanny

it’s true. i began to lose interest in doing this because the things i love the most are the things from which my enemies fight tooth and nail to deter me. i love running, though, you wouldn’t guess by looking at me in a tank top. distraction. laziness. i love making music, but i haven’t even played an open mic night in the city that never sleeps yet. self-loathing. validation issues. i love, and i mean love, to write, but my last update here was in march. occupational frustration. excuses. i don’t have any reasons why.

a quick update: i am currently not a bartender. i left keg and lantern at the end of june for various reasons, and have only recently acquired a new drink-slinging gig. i “train” this weekend. the place is called royal oak, and it’s in williamsburg. come see me friday or saturday night, if you please. i’ll be the one behind the bar that looks like a guy from the front and a girl from the back. that’s a “ponytail and choice rump” joke. at any rate, it would do me some good for my coworkers/owners/other guests to see that i have a following of premium blend family and friends. more than that, it’d be nice to see you.

also, i just became a full-time nanny again as recently as last week, as my summer hours are reduced. it’s been wonderful to realize, as i pondered today, that my nephew will be three years old before i know it, and i’ve been a consistent part of his daily life for the last year. if you know the story of the first time i saw my nephew in person, maybe you understand why that is a bigger deal to me than some think it should be.

speaking of my nephew, the saint, i don’t think i’ll be posting quite as many photos and videos of him as i probably lead you to believe when this thing started. i feel weird putting his face out there where anyone can see it. plus, i don’t want him to be embarrassed or upset when he is old enough to read this and see how i’ve exploited him all this time. he’ll have to deal with the stories, but i’ll spare him the “facetime”. also, if you want to see photos and videos of the saint, it’s easy enough to find my brother’s twitter feed, and there’s plenty of ammo there.

the last thing i want to mention is a bit open-ended. i considered deleting this account this summer because i wasn’t sure if i was going to bartend again. lately, i’ve been asking myself if i like doing this and, no matter the answer, why do i do it? in fact, some of my friends have asked me similar questions. what do you think? i have no idea how to, or if you even can, enable comments here, but until that is figured out, email me at thebartendingnanny@gmail.com with responses and discussion.

thanks for reading.